Whatta Man, Whatta Man, Whatta Man...

...what a mighty fine man!

I have to brag about my honey cuz I'm so proud! A couple months ago he competed in a Triathlon for the first time ever. My boy didn't have all the fancy gear, $35 running shoes, street tires instead of racing tires on this old cherokee, rust bucket bike and not a lot of training ahead of time.

But with Asher and I cheering him on every step of the way, he pulled through with flying colors. He competed with his Dad and his good friend Kris. It was funny because Kris and Josh were in the same heat and the pool that they swam their laps in was suprisingly more shallow than they expected, so despite the other swimmers walking half of their laps and Kris's fingers grazing the bottom every time he stroked, they were the only two in their heat to actually swim the whole thing (However walking may have given them a better time).

Josh finished pretty well, somewhere between 14th and 20th, I have to say, pretty good for his first time, without the right equipment and little training. His dad, however, beat him, Go Pat! In fact, Pat got first in his age division, I've seen the medal to prove it.









Okay but it doesn't stop there. My hubby is so amazing that he decided to run the Bolder Boulder Race, a 10K (6.2 miles) on a whim when Cory came to town and said "Hey, let's go run that race tomorrow". Josh hasn't done anything since the Triathlon a couple months ago. But they ran the whole way and finished out around 54 or 55 minutes, which means 8 and 9-minute miles. Pretty good. His knees were no good for the next two days, but maybe next year, he'll do a little training for it!

So proud of you Josh!